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If you think you have got it rough |
| When troubles make your world seem at a loss, Just take another look at the cross. Take a look at the blood flowing from his side, And remember, with you He will forever abide. Upon His head were thorns made into a crown, Our problems are small, yet we wear a frown. Next take a look at the nail scarred hands, Remember for you this was planned. When you cry out, oh Lord I can't take anymore, Try counting the stripes on His back that He bore. So if you think life isn't worth the cost, Take another look at the cross. |